#Scopa Legit

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Biographia Iesu

Durante i navigationes veren Geile Gen att la maria la VILLA camern

Intra Gerala (9)

Er Finitimi Ludus (1911)

His dictis com, Ge prosegul dananti ai altri, salembe verus Gerusalemme (1928

In capitulis, qui describunt hoc iter Iesu versus sanctam civitatem, Lucas plurimas materias "personales" Gefante mereu Gesi aliis evangelistis ignotas inseruit. Evangelicae litterae studet Iesu in inhospita villa Samariae iter fieri (52-56). Desinendum est cum hu in domo Marthae et Mariae (10.38-421, carros gressum in arte scaenae (exempli gratia Velisquer 1618 in pariete Londinii. Vermeer anno 1653 in Edimburgo Overbeck in 1815 Berlin)

Contra interpretationem traditionis, quae legit antithesin inter vitam contemplativam (Maria) activam et prevalenas primi detrimenti secundi (sed fortasse Gesi non fuit "scaena activa, vilis in Maria i. Magistri modelii, qui, in quolibet amuanion, a Margarita auditur et semper necessariam ac fundamentalem veritatem arctat, cum Martha "omnia expenditur, chores et esterin pulsatur. Non igitur opus in st quod distat. Deus et ex spiritu, sed est Talienation i en lee ceperunt, nullo iam implicito et expresso alveo Diae apertae.

lector qui Gess versus Geralemmum sequitur, discat etiam orare Deum in familiaritate irae d("intra Matthaei), quod abbu aramaicum reflectit, et andace terminus fiduciae ("papa") ut Discome inseritur. in 11,1 -4 ut postea refellendi facultas erit. Cantus pulcherrimus Evangelii amor (10, 25-37), quem debebimus iterum in manibus nostris sumere, sicuti oportebit, in capitulo quod scopas Iesu etiam consecrabimus. ob eximiam commendationem "filii proditoris" in peccato et "prodigi" patris amoris (fol. 15).

Lucas lector debet Iesu indignationem communicare de ausitate divitis, soli capitalizationis coniunctus, sicut Timnat primas parabolae 12.13-21, vel crudelis erga pauperes despicientia, sicut in celebri parabola muero. Lazar del rice comissator conversionis fatorum in Regnum Dei (16,1-13).

Certum est, quod in magna parte gesi di Luca Hierosolymam itineri dicata dominatur, servans prae seorsim, fossores, aegrotos, dri pentm peccatores (etiamsi divites, ut patet in summo publicano Zachaeo. in 19.1-10 Un Gen spes in mala societate hominum stupentium misalitatis, qui quattuor aegros lepra tangere non verentur, lebb in se communicatum praeponens lebbam, tum quia lepra affectus erat et mulier Samaritana erat; ergo estice Judaeis comparata aliis novem leprothee (17.11-19).

Iesus, qui omervant sed mutans pharisaeum detestatur et erigit ad exemplum publicanum, qui paene pudet in illa admirabili parabola, quae praecise de pharisis et publicis vocata est, in tempore pedem ponere (18-14). Haec nova Farisca (1941) renovatur a Francisco Mauria, cuius primas, suae perfectionis certus, quam aliis imponit, et unam quasi mensura per tum, ineunte saeculo XX figiout frigidae et rigidae est incarnatio. legalis atic in pueritia etiam e fabulato Gesi di Laca admiratur, tamen velum, quod eos contra iudiciariam corruptam et inefficacem protegit (18,1-8), sicuti accessibiliter fiet illi viduae, quae «emittit quod illa. cistas templi duos tantum nummulos immittere debebat (211-4).

Iter Hierosolymam propterea accipit itinerariorum figuram etiam in spiritu Gesi delle .

electiones et ea quae communitas discipulorum facere potest. Sed iam in medietate de fato suo hrivali sentit

itineris, Christus planctum quoddam infert

salvez (15,31-35) Ad extremum, cum ante sanctum apicem, ut quisque heros, lacrimas commotionis des siune retinere non potest, et Lucas in verbis Iesu iam meminit ruinae Romanae. de 70: Se tu avem capo, hac die via pacis! Nunc autem abscondita est ab oculis tuis. Venient tibi dies in quibus te fossis circumdabunt inimici, circumdabunt te, obsidebunt te undique, destruent te et filios tuos in te, non relinquent lapidem in lapidem, quia non reconciliasti tempus. in quo visitati estis » (19.42-40)

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Notandum est primum quintae et ultimae paginae sectionem Evangelii Lucae, quae capita ultima complectitur, a 19 ad 24. Ierosolymam triumphans ingredi, expleto symbolico gestu expellendi mercatores a tentationibus Iesu immensum. opus doctrinale, puste controversia expers (c. 201). Cumulum «eschatologion dicunt (c. 21), membrana in ultimo historiae meta, quae discipulis non solum praesto est, sicut in Marc Materia accidit, sed omnibus hominibus patens ut extremam sortem de fato monens. sancta civitas totum

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Fall Like Rain on Sunday, Pt. 1

Contrary to practically every asshole in Metropolis’ assumptions, Gotham had sunny days. Sunny days, in fact, bright and cheerful and blue with wispy soft clouds high, high in the sky, the skyscrapers all colorful and glimmering, the suburbs and apartment blocks full of life. Part of that life was aided by the Wayne family fortunes, and the Martha Wayne Foundation’s constant commitment to bettering the world for those who had been left in the dust by city council members and the Mayor’s office. 

Even down in the Narrows, hardy flowers and little vegetable gardens, built in raised planters or punching through cracks in the sidewalks and alleys, tended by a trio of elderly florists, who even now were passing on their skills and bounty to the eager, pinched faces of the orphans who swarmed them.

It was good to see.

Even the various gang members left those hardy planters unmolested, walking around the dandelions and ice plants and stubborn ivy, and very few of even the most violent pricks to walk Gotham’s streets were willing to harm their own people, worn down and battered by all those above them. The Narrows might have been a place where supervillains recruited their henchmen, but it remained quietly protected, safer than many other boroughs of the city… And today, one such of its protectors, Spoiler, was settled quietly up on the rooftop of the old Baudelaire Flower shop, smiling a little as she watched over her neighborhood.

Sure, she could be patrolling; it was a Saturday, after all, but it was the first warm day of spring, a balmy seventy-two degrees with a light wind and a tiny hint of rain on the breeze. There weren’t any clouds in sight, but on the ocean as Gotham was, it wouldn’t surprise anyone if a spring storm built up and washed the city clean again. It’d just happened a week prior, and would again and again, and frankly, that was Steph’s favorite part of spring, even if she did love the sun. Thanks to Wayne Industries again for helping eliminate the acid rain problem that Gotham had been plagued with, and of course, a little…extra help shutting down Black Mask’s old metal plant had brought clearer skies back to Gotham, and so much less pollution.

Hell, it’d even brought jobs; she could see the solar panels glinting off the old smokestacks from the factories down by the bay, and the shipping warehouses that ringed the bay were full of new goods and former henchmen happy to have good paying jobs again without all the danger. Even the villains hadn’t had much problem with the changes; Joker hardly cared one way or another, Two-Face was perfectly fine with it, since, after all, it brought ‘balance’, and Penguin was actually going somewhat legit by retrofitting the old factories (and hadn’t that been a surprise to Bruce; turned out there was more profit in being better at the job than anyone else, and Cobblepot knew how to work that system). Harley and Ivy had both retired to live in Robinson Park, taking over an old caretaker’s cottage and managing the park’s needs quite neatly, thank you very much.

Black Mask, however…Steph closed her eyes to the memories, swallowing the anger and fear and pain, and opened them again at the familiar hissss of a helmet being removed, heavy boots crunching over the gravel on the rooftop beside her. Jason sat down on the ledge next to her, his red domino mask crinkling with his eyes over a warm smile, and Steph couldn’t help but smile back, sliding her own hood and mask down and letting her braid out of confinement, pulling her goggles up to keep back her bangs. Jason’s presence, as always, washed away the nightmare fuel that was Black Mask and his fucked up sins, and Steph breathed a little easier.

“Old memories, Blondie?” Damn, but he could read her like a book, but it wasn’t…like the others; even Dick could be too much at times, for all that he was a goofy sweetheart. Jason…well, maybe it was because they were both kids from the streets, a sort of trust that they were all raised with that just bled between them, like ink in the rain.

“Yeah…I appreciate the distraction, Jase. Thank you.” He chuckled at that, warm and low and so sexy, and Steph held back a sigh, her tummy curling with knots of pleasure and joy at him He was just…so kind and sweet to her, and those penetrating green-blue eyes held an interest that she’d fought to even see in Tim’s…All in all? Flirting with the Red Hood was a hell of a lot more fun. But first, always first, was their jobs; this was their home, and they would do anything to protect it.

“No problem…kinda figured from the look on your face. How’s the Narrows?” He kept his voice light, gentle, and Steph adored him for it; it was casual, understanding, and not another goddamn demand. Like B. Like Tim.

“Lookin’ good, everyone’s been…well, honestly, in a pretty decent mood today. One of the usual troublemakers was even napping under a tree over at the churchyard, so I just left him be after talking to John.”

“Father John okay’d it?”

“He said, and I quote; “Better anyone comes here to rest, than to cause trouble to others. I welcome them all with open arms and a cool drink.’” Jason smiled at that, another real, honest smile, and Steph grinned back; both of them liked Father John, not in the least because he looked like the pastoral version of Santa. He’d been setting out large coolers full of lemonade, tea, and water for people to take as they pleased when Steph had walked up, and knowing John, probably some homemade cookies too. And his only fee was a handshake, a hug, or a blessing, which had won him both Spoiler and Red Hood’s undying (or would it be dying? Kinda hard to tell) affection.

“I love that old guy. So, since things are looking decent, and I was just at the docks, even the old gangsters are sunning themselves over a game of Scopa. I saw Cobblepot and his crew working on the old paper factory, and really, doing a damn fine job of it. Even told him so myself, and I never thought I’d see the day Oswald Cobblepot didn’t try and shoot me on sight. Maybe the world really is ending.” She laughed at that, happy and bright, and he laughed too, pulling her easily into a hug against his side, and Steph shamelessly leaned into his bulk, sighing happily as he rubbed her shoulder. “So, fellow Dead Robin; how about we let B and the Replacement patrol tonight, and we go enjoy ourselves, hmm?” He murmured, lips moving against her forehead, and Steph nuzzled up a little, wrapping her arms around his waist.

That sounds an awful lot like a date to me… Her subconscious whispered, and she felt a blush creep up her cheeks…but she pulled back a little to meet his eyes, reading the unspoken truth in them. He met her gaze, a tiny blush on his own face, covering strong cheekbones that could have been a dead ringer for Bruce Wayne if you didn’t know better, the wind playing with his soft wavy locks, the lone streak of white fluttering against his forehead. Jason Todd was devastatingly handsome, fiercely intelligent, and dangerous as the Narrows themselves…and Steph smiled, feeling those knots uncurl in happiness at the honest hope in his eyes.

“What’d you have in mind?” His grin was as bright as the sunshine bathing them both, and he winked.

“C’mon and see.”

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